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120	SONGS FOE GIRLHOOD.

Sobbing, throbbing, in its falling, To the sandy lonesome shore; I shall never hear her calling, " Leave your meadow-grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow; Come uppe, Whitefoot; come uppe, Lightfoote; Quit your pipes of parsley hollow, Hollow, hollow; Come uppe, Lightfoot, rise and follow; Lightfoot, Whitefoot, From your clovers lift the head; Come uppe, Jetty ; follow, follow, Jetty, to the milking shed."		Each thought of the woman who loved him the best, And the children stood watching them out of the town : For men must work, and women must weep, And here's little to earn, and many to keep, Though the harbor bar be moaning. Three wives sat up in the light-house tower, And trimmed the lamps as the sun went down; And they looked at the squall, and they looked at the shower, While the night-rack came rolling up ragged and brown; But men must work, and women must weep, Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbor bar be moaning. Three corpses lie out on the shiuing sands, In the morning gleam as the tide went down,
THE THREE FISHERS. Chaeles Kingsley. Three fishers went sailing down to the west, Away to the west as the sun went down;